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Bronwyn's WIP

Hey again, this week I thought I’d give you another
sample of book 2 in An Alphas World series. This is actually what’s going to be
used. I have full plot and everything, yay!

Remember this excerpt is rough, still in first
drafts so therefore not been edited

He just sat there.

Sat there like he
owned the whole fucking world. Like nothing was of his concern and everything
in its place and that included Jay.

Jay paced, the
walls grew thick, paused as they closed in on him. Tighter and tighter until
there was no air, no room, nowhere for him to stand.

His feet tapped.
Tapped. Tapped. And the bastard just sat there, settled, legs sprayed knees
apart a bulge at the apex. Could have just been fabric. Could be man.

Tap. Tap. Jay
gasped, his hand ran against the soft wood of the cabin wall. Fingers scrapped
as he clutched, trying to… Jay didn’t know. It was all.

A pause echoed
against his heart, beat up a storm.

Jay swallowed
hard. The ball getting clogged in his throat.

A rustle.

Jay turned his
head with a snap, automatically looking towards the chair. Towards him.

He hadn’t moved,
at least if didn’t seem to Jay that he’d moved. Maybe it was his foot, scuffing
against the floor. That would make sense, really, the floor was just as dusty
as the rest of the house as if it hadn’t been lived in. Used, yes, that was
more than evident.

There was comfort
but nothing that made it seem like a home.

Jay tracked
against the hard unforgiving line of his jaw. Scuffed with stubble and an
uptilt of his lips, he held a smirk in rest. His eyes were bright piercing in
Jay, seeing….

Those eyes
tracked him, it wasn’t anything Jay hadn’t felt before. He was bait. He’d been
created for that and he’d embraced that part of him in order to survive.

His blood
thickened. He grew use to the hunt. He’d grown use to it like he grew us to men
pawing at him in filthy hotel rooms, or up against darkened walls. He’d stopped
thinking of himself worthy of anything but the scraps others wanted to give
him, and like all those others times, he was here on someone else’s work,
whoring himself away to a man just because someone had told him to.

No that wasn’t
right, he hadn’t been told this time. He’d been taken, knocked across the head,
and woke up in this place. The walls inclosing him, boxed him into his fate.

Fate. Is that
what he was calling it now, or a sacrifice?

The moon rose
higher into the sky outside the walls. Jay felt it tingle against his pressure
points, rumble against the world.

This wasn’t going
to go well. There was only one reason for him to be here. For them both to be
there, it meant an alpha wanted something.

So yes sacrifice
was his name.

Awesome.

Just fucking
awesome….

His feet started
to tap, running against the wooden floor as he paced front and back, as far as
he could one side of the room and then back again.

The moon laughed.
Hackled as she played against his senses, she’d be full soon. Plump and ready
for blood to cover what she saw, but first to fuck. Sex and blood.

Jay felt eyes on
him, like living objects they reached out towards him, keeping time, waiting
for him to tire before they rest back in there normal place and the rest of the
man could pounce.

Goosebumps rose
against Jay’s skin, heat flushed across his cheeks and neck. His hand rubbed
against his junk, shifting his balls and cock, playing, rearranging as it
thickened up behind the cotton of his trackies.

He’d forgotten
what this felt like, the fear and the hunt wrapped up in a chase that came from
beasts. The need to just open up and fuck.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Jay shook his
head. Shook away the thoughts that weren’t his own. Weren’t anyone’s but the
moon as she got him ready for what she wanted.

He wanted out.

He didn’t want
this. He didn’t want to be here waiting for the man to pounce.

He didn’t want in
these walls. He didn’t want to be here.

The floor
creaked. Jay turned, but the man wasn’t in his chair anymore. Jay twirled,
twisted. He could feel him, could taste him on the air, but he didn’t know
where he was.

Jay swallowed,
his feet moving him. His back against the wall, Jay creped along, going slowly,
eyes twisting and turning, trying to find out where he went.

His heart leap
into his throat. Jay did everything he could to swallow it back down, but he
could feel the presence creeping forward. Hunting him.

He didn’t know
where he was meant to look, didn’t know what shadows the man crept behind.
Didn’t know what was going to happen next.

“You’re mine!”

Jay screamed, it
was sharp and to point as hands turned him, pinning him to the wall he was
walking against. His head snapped against wood, hitching his shoulder, noise
pushing his chin up, so he could get to his neck.

Sharp sting. Hot
blood spilled from spots in his throat, dripping down into his shoulder his
chest, a tongue followed lapping up what he wanted to taste as a thigh pushed
itself between his legs making him straddle it.

His balls were
pushed up, pressure and a twist had them aching wanting free. He pushed up onto
his toes, instinctively, rubbing himself against the man, a moan clogged up his
windpipe.

“That’s it.” a
growl rolled through Jay feeling him and allowing him to return it.

“name.” gasps
were all Jay was able to give.

“Wulf.”

Jay’s back ached
as the name rolled around him. Tightening him up, not letting him go.

This was going to
happen, that was for sure. Jay didn’t have a say in this, he hadn’t since he’d
been brought here and he was just to go with it or…

There was no or.
He was here, and though he wasn’t sure he was accepting for everything that was
going on, he was sure going to try his best not to have more blood spilled then
was necessary.

Therefore taking
it was the only way he was going to get out alive. If waiting for the beast to
settle for the night so he was able to run, then that’s what he was all about.
That’s what he would do. And hell, if that meant he’d get to come then who was he
to say no.

Now that you’ve read mine,
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